"Don't talk nonsense with them, please fellow Daoist Bodun and Fellow Daoist Tiger Xiao entangle Fujibayashi Tengyuan, you don't need to win, just temporarily trap them for an incense stick of time. Let's join forces and try to get Fu Cang and Jiuying Kill the two children." Qinglian Shengnv, who had long been impatient at the side, let out a cold snort, and suggested through voice transmission with her spiritual sense.
"Okay! Just like what fellow daoist said. Don't say it's time for a stick of incense, even an hour is fine. For the rest, it depends on how many fellow daoists are there." Hu Xiao didn't hesitate, and nodded in agreement.
"Do it!"
Qinglian Saintess let out a coquettish call, and took the lead in action. As soon as the consciousness moved, the lotus seat appeared under the feet, layer upon layer, and it was actually divided into nine layers. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, pink, and white, the nine colors are flowing and flowing, which is really beautiful.
Obviously, during this period of time, Saintess Qinglian has gained something again, and her strength has improved again.
Woo—
The ninth-grade lotus platform was spinning rapidly, and the Qinglian saint girl stood firmly on it, turning into a stream of light, and bumping towards Fucang and Jiuying.
Several other people acted at the same time, each using their own means.
"How dare!"
Naturally, Fujibayashi Fujiyuan couldn't watch Fucang and Jiuying being besieged, shouted, and took a step forward, only to see a wave of space, shrinking the ground to an inch, and was about to meet Qinglian Saintess.
Next to it, the space-distorting sound of "beep beep bobo", a long black whip flashed, and it had arrived in front of Teng Lin.
"Hmph!" Teng Lin snorted coldly, and knocked out the sharp ax in his hand.
boom-
The black whip and the sharp ax collided, and under the violent collision, a powerful shock wave diffused.
Beep beep beep!
The surrounding space is distorted.
On the other side, Ao Dun also happened to make a move and stopped Fuji Yuan.
Seeing this, Qinglian Saintess no longer had any worries, a sneer sneered at the corner of her mouth, and her mana was suddenly aroused.
Ring ring ring!
With a few crisp sounds, the ninth-grade lotus platform under the seat instantly disintegrated and turned into nine lotus petals.
Every lotus petal is shining with blazing light, which is extremely dazzling.
Saintess Qinglian squeezed the magic weapon in her hand.
Shhhhhhh—
These lotus petals turned into a stream of light one after another, hitting towards Fucang.
In the middle, the nine lotus petals rotated around each other, and with a sound of "Ding!", they formed a huge light blade and chopped down directly.
Roar!
Seeing this, Fu Cang didn't hide or dodge, let out a roar, and his body suddenly swelled a lot.
The original height of more than four feet, has been raised to a full seven or eight feet. His body is burly and majestic, and his teeth are grinning.
The blood of the titan great ape made Fu Cang, who was already good at physical strength, a little longer in close combat.
call!
Fu Cang swung his huge fist, fiercely facing the light blade composed of nine lotus petals.
The moment Fu Cang's fist was raised, there was a faint light on the entire surface of the fist. If you probe with your spiritual sense, you will find that this layer of light is actually composed of tiny light blades.
After countless years of immersion, Fu Cang has mastered the large cutting technique to a high degree of proficiency, and he can use it with ease. At critical moments, he can even use the light blades of the large cutting technique to form a set of armor, which is quite a move from his heart.
Ding!
The sound of gold and iron clashing has a long aftertaste.
Fu Cang's fist hit the lotus light blade, a big cutting technique. If you practice to the extreme, you can destroy everything. However, with the power that Fu Cang can display now, it is obviously impossible to cut through the lotus seat of Saintess Qinglian.
Just touching it, the light on the surface of Fu Cang's fist collapsed instantly.
Fortunately, the refining light blade was also flickered, and the light blade collapsed, revealing its main body, and decomposing into nine lotus petals.
After a few hits with huge force, Fu Cang's body suddenly retreated. Spin in the air.
Boom!
Both feet hit the ground heavily, kicking up a cloud of dust.
As soon as he touched the ground, he felt a surging force descending from the sky.
It was Lu Jianling who took the opportunity to make a move, a flying sword was reduced to the size of tens of feet in a flash, and it was pressed down on the head, with the force to split Huashan.
With a flick of Fu Cang's consciousness, his hand shook, and a cyan ring was thrown out.
hum—
With a soft sound, it rose against the wind and turned into a huge ring, spinning rapidly, like a black hole devouring everything.
The momentum of Lu Jianling's flying sword paused, and there were faint signs of being sucked and swallowed by the ring.
Seeing this, Lu Jianling's shock was no small matter, he was ruthless, and simply pinched the magic weapon in his hand, the flying sword changed direction, followed the trend, no longer heading towards Fucang, but aimed at the cyan ring, and took the lead. cut off.
Ding!
With a flash, the huge flying sword hit the cyan ring.
Amidst the crisp sound, the light of the cyan ring dimmed, and instantly shrunk to its original shape, without any flash of aura.
Fu Cang felt distressed slightly, he could feel it clearly, with just one blow, several cracks had been cut out of the blue ring at the level of divine weapon, if there were no special repair means, and only relying on spiritual nourishment, there would be countless cracks. Can't recover in ten years.
With a shake of the hand, the cyan ring was retracted into the body the moment it shrunk.
Aww—
Amidst the metallic dragon's roar, the aura of violence was already approaching.
The deer stick guest made a move.
The crutch in his hand turned into a huge golden dragon, roaring with teeth and claws, and charged directly towards Fucang.
Roar!
Fu Cang let out a roar, his body's mana burst out suddenly, and the big cutting technique was cast again.
Swish!
Raise your hand, chop off.
A blazing ray of light, with a blade of hundreds of feet long, stood on top of the dragon's head.
Aww—
Jin Long let out a painful roar, and his figure dimmed for a while, but he survived in the end. The momentum only slowed down a little before it hit Fu Cang's chest.
Before the attack, Fu Cang formed a magic seal in front of his face to see how to counteract some of the force, his body was already thrown heavily, hitting the ground like a meteor.
Seeing the opportunity, another demon cultivator next to him immediately made a move. In a blink of an eye, he had already caught up with Fu Cang. His sharp claws were thrown out, and the "ho ho" flashed, and it turned out that he was going to directly cut Fu Cang open.
Of course Fu Cang would not sit still.
"Roar!"
With a roar, his body turned over, and his arms moved straight out.
Seeing this, the demon cultivator was not surprised but pleased, his claws changed direction and cut directly towards Fu Cang's arm. Obviously very confident in his attack power.
Ding!
There was a crisp sound, but there was a flash of light on Fu Cang's arm, which blocked the claw shadow.
Although the body was once again impacted by force, but if this fatal blow was parried, it would be fine.
Seeing this, Qinglian Saintess sighed, secretly thinking that she was in trouble.
Although Fu Cang's realm is in the perfect state of Daluo Jinxian, his strength is not weaker than any of them.
However, Saintess Qinglian deliberately entangled the four of them and joined forces to attack, intending to kill them with one blow.
But Fucang has a large cutting technique to protect his body, so he has cultivated this supernatural power to the point of perfection, and he can use it at will.
The large cutting technique was performed in the hands of Fu Cangshou. Although it couldn't cut everything, it was more than enough to protect himself.
The strongest attack of Qinglian Saintess and others, after breaking through the large cutting technique, it is almost impossible to cause any damage to Fucang.
"It seems that it is impossible for us to kill him before his mana is completely exhausted! Fellow Taoists, you don't have to hold back any more, and go all out. I don't believe it, how much mana can he have as a little Daluo Jinxian? It can still withstand our joint attack!"
"Okay! Go all out! Use up all his mana, let's see what else he can do!"
Several people roared and began to shoot with all their strength.
The four titled powerhouses teamed up, Fu Cang had no chance to fight back at all, he could only use the big cutting technique, like a shield to defend against powerful attacks.
From the whole scene, Fu Cang was basically being ravaged, like a ball wrapped in a faint light, being violently beaten by several people.
However, although the scene was bleak, Fu Cang was always able to survive.
As Qinglian Shengnv said, he will not fall until his mana is exhausted.
…
Over there, Jiuying's situation is also very bad.
At the same time that Qinglian Saintess made a move, Lei Zun Great Immortal Ajialu also made a move. With a pinch of the Jue in his hand, a berserk thundercloud was formed directly.
Rumble—
Countless thunder and lightning, like a meteor shower all over the sky, hit Jiuying head-on.
Jiuying didn't move her body, but directly raised her palm, endowed with supernatural powers - sealing the world.
A black light flashed.
Hola!
The meteor shower all over the sky seemed to plunge into a deep pit, and disappeared in a flash.
A demon cultivator next to him took the opportunity to make a move.
It was a bird-type demon cultivator, and his movements were extremely fast. It transformed into the original form of the body, and spread its wings behind it.
call out!
A stream of light passed by, and it was already behind Jiuying, and a pair of sharp claws were about to grab it.
"go!"
Jiuying turned around suddenly, with a flash of blazing light in his hand, the divine weapon, Growing Teeth, had been sacrificed.
boom!
The gnawing, blazing light blade slashed at the demon bird head-on, and a powerful air current raged.
Jiuying took the opportunity to float away, and had already distanced himself.
"Kid stay!"
Ajialu was still far away, stretched out his arms, directly crossed the space, and instantly arrived in front of Jiuying, his palm turned into a size of several feet, and grabbed Jiuying.
With a move of Jiuying's consciousness, he is gifted with supernatural powers to control it.
The rhythm fluctuated, and for a moment, Ajialu had the illusion that his arm suddenly lost control, as if it did not belong to him.
Of course, there was only a moment, and then there was a "click", like the sound of glass breaking, and then he recovered freely, as if nothing had happened.
However, at this instant, Jiuying's figure flashed, and with a teleportation, he had completely dodged the attack.
At the beginning, it was Ajialu and the bird demon cultivator who joined forces to attack Jiuying, and Qinglian Saintess teamed up with the other three demon cultivators to attack Fucang.
However, when she saw that Fu Cang was as difficult to deal with as a hedgehog, Saintess Qinglian immediately let go and joined the ranks of attacking Jiuying with another demon cultivator.
However, they obviously underestimated Jiuying's strength.
Using several kinds of innate supernatural powers alternately, Jiuying is as flexible as a fish swimming in water, and can easily get out of danger every time.